Roger Jourgensen was born in 770 A.S. aboard the transport Hell’s Kitchen. His parents were Zoners, and the closest they had to a permanent home was a neglected hab unit on Freeport 7. Roger grew up, like many zoners, moving from station to station, heading further out as the frontier advanced. He received his GED by neural net in 788 A.S., became an able space hand in 790 A.S. and left home shortly there after. Roger has never set foot on a planetary surface, has eaten synth food most of his life, and his only experience with plant and wild life comes from the tightly controlled confines of a synthfood biodome. He is a qualified escort pilot who dabbles in moving small, high value cargoes, and is nervous in house systems, finding the level traffic unnerving. He is a habitual gum chewer, neat in a way that only born spacers are, and used to amusing himself on long, uneventful runs.